how beautiful the sun's reflections make
the air touched, gently rippled lakes
perfectly formed and round
on the still pond it's found
how muted soft in morning mists
by which the fertile fields are kissed
magnificent the coloured clouds
as its light they partly shroud
how would you see that form
without all this that is its gift of dawn
without all this that is its gift of dawn
how would you see that form
as its light they partly shroud
magnificent the coloured clouds
by which the fertile fields are kissed
how muted soft in morning mists
on the still pond it's found
perfectly formed and round
the air touched, gently rippled lakes
how beautiful the sun's reflections make
Beautiful reflection. Happy Easter to you and yours.
ReplyDelete~Antonette
Gorgeous skies and reflections and beautiful words to match! Terrific capture, doesn't get any better than this! Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteSylvia
Great skies and reflections - and a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteLovely poetic description of our lakes up here! I posted about Owasso Lake today.
ReplyDeleteLove the poem and reflection :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo. Happy sky watching and I wish you a Happy Easter.
ReplyDeleteMy Sky.
Wonderful words and photo! Happy weekend to you!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and makes me think of home as I'm stuck here in the desert.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful scene.
ReplyDeleteRegards and best wishes